The Fall

hyde-hall-light ff

photo prompt by Rochelle Wisoff-FIelds.

The throbbing continued and echoed through her ears.  She slowly opened her eyes.  Everything was out of focus. Directly above was a huge…. spider?  bird?

A light fixture.  She felt the cold marble against her bare legs and began to shiver. A warm fluid-like pillow surrounded her head soaking into her hair.

Soft whispery cries were coming from somewhere.

Baby Amelia!  Her thoughts began to collect as she slowly turned her head and saw her daughter on the floor nearby, kicking her legs and waving her arms.

A sense of relief filled her body and the blackness covered her face.


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About Life in the 50's and beyond...

Welcome to Life in the 50's and 60's and beyond .... where I write about my childhood memories, music of the 60's and about life in the country. I am a mother, grandmother, farmer's wife, business owner, and retired teacher.
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7 Responses to The Fall

  1. storydivamg says:

    Drama and mystery here–fitting for the prompt.



  2. Just when I thought it was going to end well…


  3. maesprose says:

    Ruth – Hmmm, that was shocking drama to start the weekend with! Great work.


  4. micklively says:

    All is well so long as baby’s safe? The sacrifice of mothers is legendary.
    Good piece.


  5. I hope she’s survived the fall or was finding her daughter safe a signal she could go? Interesting!


  6. Wow, lot’s of drama and emotions in this short piece, Ruth. Nicely done.

    I’ve missed you. Hope you are well.

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